Nerds In My Bed

After a restless night of tossing and turning and bad dreams, I ended up sleeping in about an hour...and I woke up surrounded by NERDS!

No not these nerds...THESE nerds.

The kids had a grand time hunting eggs yesterday. Though, I can't wait for them to get big enough to where I don't have to go, "Psst...ooklay, next to the eetray."

The two sets of grandparents and us got them those prepackaged baskets of goodies. My parents got them two baskets full of nerds candy. It's their favorite and I'll admit to loving it as well. The little farts wouldn't share though. LOL

I hope everyone had a fabulous Easter!

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On a heavier note, Have you ever woke up and worried about becoming JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER!?

I had a dream last night, no...more like a nightmare, where I WAS my mother! Tears streamed down my face and I had to go rinse it in some cool water to try and calm down. Those are the worst dreams...the ones where it fools your mind into thinking that it's real.

I need to call Smokey Smurf so I can get the taint out of my head!

"Sister, I'm not turning into mom, am I?!!?"

Man! I had thought about waking the Rogue Wit but, he was sleeping so soundly that I gave up without much of an effort. After all he did have to get up and go back to work this morning.

I keep looking back on my childhood and thinking. I don't have a "fun memory" of my mom. There's plenty of ones with my Dad in it. He used to embarrass the crap out of Smokey and I when our friends were over. He'd bust into something close to "the robot" and tell out friends that he was a better dancer than the two of us. LOL...we hated it then but, it was funny. That's where I get my since of humor towards the kids. I totally do stuff like that to piss them off! The also was the time my best friend had been over for dinner and Dad smacked her in the head with a pickle. LOL...long story...but trust me it was the funniest shit EVER!!

But...I can't remember one thing that mom ever did with us. My memories of her are full of us getting detention because she was lazy and wouldn't wake up in time to take us to school. That's why we opted to get up before sunrise to go to the before school program on my Dad's way to work. He was never late for work. My mom was never on time...for anything.

I remember her always about to die of some kind of "weird sickness." Yeah, it's called "guilt trip your husband so he won't leave your fat ass disease."

mental note: I will give my children fun memories even if I have to break into 'the robot' infront of their friends and throw pickles at them.